The World as Two

on sides of the coin toss

The World as Two

There is a strange morsel of uncertainty in tomorrow's breath
You feel underground
A drip of moisture caresses your lip
Eyes bulge as the spirit of nakedness transforms your soul
If only you could join in but the underground locks you in
Movement means worm like crawling on the ground
You scream a century but your voice falls flat on your skin
What a day in the nether land and you thought the world was one.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Moon!

In Service of the Edict had a similar response.

Regards,
Al

[Moonie]

I dunno...this remindes me of Poe's "Premature burial"...dark and interesting...last line really hits home! :))

[Lola_Bee]

I read a tale untold, your imagery is very interesting. a good intriguing piece :-)

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hi E!

not to worry........vietnam takes many forms. I swim in consciousness, therefore, i discover some nasty things.

regards,
al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Pryde,

there is always some form of Vietnam lurking around consciousness. it came from there.

thanks!

regards,

al

[Pryde Foltz]

Sounds like a nightmare of sort to me. There are thoughts weighing you down. Maybe some forgiveness you must give to another. Strong write, Al:)

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my goodness!!! let me wake up ..right now!!! pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease :) i am the optimist ..so this really challenges me ..i do need that from time to time .. it truly is a real world ..and sometimes so very not nice :(((
i am impacted by this big "A"
E.